[tommyfighter]

That was sexual domination in round 1.

Who do you think will win?

Cate has the momentum, so unless Alexandra can get her act together between rounds she will be in store for a beatdown. Cate destroys her.

[de Vire]

Alexandra sat on the couch as Cate gently kissed and caressed her and they watched the next bout together. Aiko vs Sakura. Two beautiful smaller girls. Alexandra could feel the energy bristling from their taut bodies as they faced each other. She studied their stats with professional interest. Aiko was only 18 and 105 pounds. Sakura was 21 and 108 pounds. "Aiko is a new girl from the countryside, anxious to prove herself. Sakura has been here for a while." whispered Cate in her ear.

The two girls literally tore into each other, throwing punches and kicks with abandon and little thought for defence. Alexandra's mouth opened as her breathing became deeper. "It can't last long at this rate." she thought then it occurred to her that "Cate and I will be back out there sooner than I thought."

Sakura skilfully took Aiko to the mats and they fought furiously on the floor. Then Aiko flipped Sakura and mounted her, really taking control, pounding her body with her fists. Alexandra was grateful for the rule against blows to the face, she would have been sickened to see Sakura's beauty marred, well, any girls for that matter. She realised Sakura had stopped fighting back and lay helplessly under her conqueror with her hands laying slack on the mats. At that moment she felt Cate's body stiffen. The Mama-San remained in her seat, making no move to intervene. There was no referee and Alexandra felt the panic rising in her as Aiko shouted at Sakura in Japanese and continued to pound her body with her fists.

But Cate was already moving. She ran to close the distance and block Aiko's fist from descending once more onto the helpless Sakura, speaking rapidly in Japanese. Out of sheer instinct Alexandra followed Cate onto the mats. Sakura was conscious but clearly in a lot of pain. Cate spoke gently to her. Sakura was protesting but eventually nodded then turned her head away in shame. Aiko, looking confused, rose unsteadily to her feet and Cate raised her hand and announced her victory to the crowd, who cheered enthusiastically.

Cate then knelt at Aiko's feet and bowed her head, speaking quietly. Aiko responded with what Alexandra could now recognise as "Yes" and some other words she couldn't recognise. Cate lay on her back and Aiko sat on her face. Cate had offered her submission in place of the badly beaten Sakura.

Alexandra was already comforting Sakura, who was now curled in a ball sobbing heavily. Sakura responded to her gentle caresses and turned to face her. "Thank you." she said in English, startling Alexandra who kissed her tenderly. She really was quite beautiful. Sakura's eyes flicked to Aiko screaming as she rode Cate's face and she grimaced. Alexandra cooed soothingly and caressed her shapely legs. Sakura sighed and closed her eyes. Alexandra breathed on her pussy through her hair and Sakura groaned. She then locked her mouth onto her pussy and pleasured her with her tongue, slowly at first but rising in intensity until Sakura bucked and came hard.

Cate and Aiko crawled over. Aiko knelt and extended a hand to Sakura and helped her up, they kissed and hugged gently. The pin drop silence then exploded into rapturous applause, which continued as Aiko helped Sakura off the mats to the couch where they would watch Alexandra and Cate. Cate hugged Alexandra and kissed her, Alexandra could taste Aiko's sex on her, which made her pussy throb. "Well done Darling" whispered Cate "It was the right thing to do. Just stand fast while I call that bitch out."

Cate broke away and walked deliberately to stand in front of where the Mama-San was sitting. The room rapidly fell silent. Alexandra held her breath. Two of the uniformed security guards edged in closer to the Mama-San, giving an unmistakeable warning. Cate stared down at her and she stared back. The Mama-San opened her mouth to speak but Cate raised her voice and spoke over her in a torrent of rapid fire Japanese that few Westerners could have managed.

Alexandra couldn't understand a word but Cate's meaning was plain, punctuated with abrupt and angry gestures with her hands. Alexandra admired Cate's magnificent naked body from behind as it tensed with anger and she groaned with pure desire as she murmured "Oh Cate."

With a final abrupt horizontal chop of her hand to punctuate the contemptuous words she spat at the Mama-San, Cate turned her back on her and walked over to Aiko and Sakura on the couch. Cate laid a hand on each and spoke quietly to them and the other Japanese girls who had remained sitting throughout. There was a murmur of agreement and nodding of heads at the end.

Cate turned to Alexandra, who had followed her over and said "Let's take a moment to reset Darling." as they walked out to the centre of the mats. Cate sat cross legged with her palms open over her knees in the classic yoga position and closed her eyes. Facing her Alexandra did the same and emptied her mind, focusing only on her heartbeat and breathing, which gradually slowed. The stillness in the room was extraordinary as the silence grew and finally became deafening.

Cate stirred and Alexandra heard her feet scrape on the mats as she went to stand up. She opened her eyes and they stood together, facing each other. Cate bowed to her and she bowed back. They stepped away and began to circle each other.

[de Vire]

They fought much as they had in the first round, exchanging flurries of punches and kicks before separating and coming together again. Cate knew how to punch and she hit hard but Alexandra had good technique and was able to hold her own. She silently thanked her coach and mentor for the past year, "Big Sasha" for that, and so many other things.

Alexandra didn't want to go to the ground with Cate unless she had gained a definite advantage first - Cate was clearly stronger than her. She had also decided to avoid further clinches if she could - Cate's strength had given her the advantage there. Alexandra's strategy was focused on getting a kick in, preferably a devastating one to the pussy. They had been exchanging kicks throughout but each had been careful to guard their pussy, though taking many hits on the legs.

Alexandra saw another chance for a snap kick to the pussy but Cate turned and took it on the thigh, then dropped to one knee and punched Alexandra in the stomach. Alexandra, momentarily off balance, saw it coming and tensed her strong abs but it still knocked the wind out of her and her knees folded and she fell to the ground. Cate scrambled to straddle her but Alexandra managed to scissor one of Cate's legs with her own and to rake her nails down Cate's full breasts. Cate grabbed Alexandra's wrists and forced them to the ground and they wound up with their breasts pressed together and their mouths so close they were breathing the same air in and out.

Inevitably, Cate's mouth dropped to Alexandra's and they were French kissing with abandon, as well as thrusting their sweat soaked breasts hard against each other... and then there was the effect of Alexandra's legs wrapped tightly around one of Cate's, their smooth thighs in contact with each other's pussy. They screamed as they came together through several shattering climaxes, Alexandra somehow maintaining her leg scissors until the last one when they simply flew apart. Cate released Alexandra's wrists at the same time and she rolled off to lie on her back next to her. They both took in huge gulps of air as they struggled to recover.

They had both forgotten about the crowd as they stared at the ceiling. The large room was in fact completely silent once again, the spectators simply agog at what had played out between these two beautiful women before their eyes.

They turned to look at each other and smiled as they both continued to breathe hard. "No rush." said Cate easily "Should we restart when we're both ready?"

"Yes!" gulped Alexandra gratefully.

"Feet or knees Darling?" asked Cate.

Alexandra thought for a moment. That was sporting of Cate. She had no doubt Cate was well aware of the protocol that dictated since they'd been on the floor when they stopped, they should restart on their knees. She would much rather restart on her feet but she didn't want to take advantage of Cate's generosity. She wanted to fight this magnificent woman honestly. "Knees" she said deliberately.

They took a few minutes more to recover their breath then faced each other on their knees. They nodded to each other in turn to confirm they were ready then shuffled forward to clasp hands, interleaving their fingers in a classic 'trial of strength'. This felt exhilarating for both girls as they strained against each other. Their chests were soon thrust hard against each other with their hands down by their sides as they struggled to gain the advantage. Cate was slowly overpowering Alexandra, who deliberately gave way on one side, attempting to turn Cate using her own momentum, so as to get on top of her side and perhaps scissor her waist, as she had done to an opponent once before. This plan was ruined by the elbow Cate threw into her breast and a confused melee followed where they grappled furiously by instinct showing short punches, scratching and crushing breasts and pulling hair. The action was simply too fast for the spectators to follow and even the girls themselves were not entirely clear about the sequence of events. Alexandra fought harder than she ever had before but Cate's strength eventually allowed her to prevail, lying on top of Alexandra with her arms pinned and her legs hooked in a very sexy grapevine. They were both enjoying this position so much that Cate drew it out as long as she could, rhythmically stretching Alexandra's legs and easing off until they both came explosively.

Then she just lay on top of Alexandra kissing her before swivelling to take her in a 69. Strictly speaking it wasn't submission sex but it was what she felt like.

Cate hugged Alexandra as they walked off the mats to loud cheering. "You were incredible out there Darling."

Though she was totally sexually sated by what they'd just done, sitting on the couch, looking at the scoreboard with it's brutal clarity of "Cate 2 vs Alexandra 0", Alexandra wasn't so sure she was "incredible".

She started to doubt herself. After all she would never have been matched against Cate at the Moscow Club. Cate was bigger by 13 pounds with [an unnecessary glance at the scoreboard confirmed] more than 10 times the number of Club catfights in London and Tokyo than Alexandra had to her credit. With only one more defeat out of that far larger total than Alexandra had herself.

Who could take her seriously? She was just a 'jobber', a journeyman a...'tomato can'. Cate had literally wiped her gorgeous feet on her. Fuck.

Big Sasha's words came back to her then "Bullshit. Everyone is beatable."

Big Sasha had seen something special in her, had believed in her.

Sure she'd had a string of losses starting out but she was basically learning on the job. And her run of victories recently, against girls of roughly the same weight as her, had impressed the club bosses - and Big Sasha.

Cate had even told her about her own early defeats as they tried to puzzle out why they were both so turned on by losing - was it linked to these initial experiences? Were they, in fact, formative?

Alexandra shook her head. This had been an incredible experience so far and she had loved every second of it but... she badly wanted to win the next round. She wanted Cate's respect but, even more, she wanted to be able to respect herself.

She knew the answer was inside her and she just needed to dig deeper to find it.

[de Vire]

Alexandra enjoyed the next match between Akari and Yuzuki while being caressed by Cate on the couch. It was a long hardfought contest, which she was grateful for as it gave her more time to recover and to think. Yuzuki eventually submitted Akari in a triangle choke and sat on her face. Alexandra smiled at the sheer joy of Yuzuki as she celebrated her victory.

They held hands as they walked onto the mats for Round 3, drawing together for a hug and a lingering kiss before they separated. "I know what's inside you Darling, just let it out." Cate whispered to her.

Alexandra was conscious of the toll this contest had already taken on her body, the stiffness, the aches and pains, particularly in her legs where Cate had kicked her. Still, she knew Cate must be feeling much the same.

She had thought hard about her strategy but simply couldn't think of an alternative that promised a better chance of winning at least one round for her and salving some pride, which was her goal now. Options against a bigger, stronger, more experienced and more skilful opponent were limited.

Still, thanks to Big Sasha, she knew she had some skills. If given the chance to display them and seize the initiative, she also understood the importance of not relinquishing it.

They fought across the mats, exchanging punches and kicks. Alexandra felt more sluggish and thought Cate was moving more slowly and tentatively. This sort of 5 round contest was uncharted waters for her and this was only round 3!

Cate was definitely moving more slowly, maybe her age would catch up with her in rounds 4 and 5? This thought cheered Alexandra as they once again drew together to slug it out. She feinted and dodged and Cate moved to counter her and there - there it was - the opening she'd been patiently working towards and she kicked the back of Cate's knee and Cate fell to the mats on her back. The speed and fluidity of Alexandra's follow up was astonishing as she dropped and delivered a perfect forearm smash across Cate's full breasts. The exhilaration flowed through her as straddled Cate, spreading her legs wide in a grapevine, pinning her arms and dropping her mouth to her nipple, biting it lightly. "Give." she quietly ordered Cate before taking her other nipple in her mouth and biting it slightly harder. Her warning was clear. She could not afford to give Cate time to recover - the next bite would be harder.

"Surrender" screamed Cate in apparent agony.

Alexandra rose up and settled comfortably with her wet pussy on Cate's stomach. Cate was sobbing uncontrollably. Whether she was playing it up or this was simply her reaction to her defeat Alexandra couldn't tell. She loved it when girls cried at the end of a match, when she made them cry. She loved a good cry herself.

Alexandra smiled and started slapping Cate's face from side to side. Not hard, just to add to her humiliation. Cate's sobbing intensified. Alexandra bent to kiss her and Cate groaned with pleasure "Oh you were fantastic Sasha. You made me your bitch. Use me any way you like, please!" she panted.

Alexandra rolled off Cate and lay on her back, pointing to her feet. "Start down there and work your way up." she ordered in a terse whisper. She loved foot worship, particularly after a catfight. She loved giving it and receiving it and was proud of her elegant, slender feet. But she had never experienced anything like the worship Cate now gave her toes and feet before slowly working her way up her calves and thighs and teasing her pussy with her breath and tongue before devouring her and taking her to a shuddering climax.

Cate disengaged and lay on her back and Alexandra sat on her face as her multiple orgasm continued. She had never felt so powerful, so liberated in her life. She fingered Cate who was jerking around underneath her as she lost control of her body. Cate was certainly telling the truth when she said she was more turned on by defeat!

Eventually they were completely spent and the other girls came on to the mats and helped them back to their couch. The crowd, that had been silent listening intently to the fabulous noises they had been making, had erupted again. They were cheering wildly. For her, Alexandra realised. Also for Cate but mostly for her and her victory. But it certainly helped to have a sexy loser! Which was what she herself had been in the first two rounds, she realised. She smiled, in a funny way it was definitely a partnership between her and Cate to produce this fabulous spectacle. No, this fabulous experience they were sharing, the spectators didn't really matter.

There was a crowd at the betting tables. The odds had probably shifted, she thought with satisfaction. She had certainly felt something shift out there - like a baton being passed from Cate to her. She was still down 2 rounds to 1 but...could she do it again? Could she even win this match against the fabulous woman sitting next to her? Big Sasha's words echoed in her mind "Everyone is beatable." and she shivered.

She looked sideways at Cate, as serene and happy as ever, sipping from a water bottle watching Haruka and Rin beat seven bells out of each other. They seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely, throwing what seemed good natured comments and curses at each other and smiling as they fought.

She snuggled in to Cate and kissed her cheek to get her attention "We're going to have to ease back on the fucking or we're never going to make it through another  2 rounds." she said "That last one I think the fucking took more out of me than the fight."

Cate turned and locked lips with her, patting her pussy at the same time "Oh but it's so much fun Darling! she cooed "Besides, don't you find the sex rejuvenating?"

"English please." said Alexandra smiling, it was what she always said when Cate used an English word she didn't know.

"Oh, pooh to you, Darling, you know what I meant." Cate pouted "Anyway, these girls usually take a while so why don't you drink some water and relax? I can't wait to see what you do in the next round, now that you've hit your stride." Cate's eyes twinkled.

Alexandra swore in Russian and grinned "Always with the sex with you!" Cate started giggling and they both laughed.

[Alexandra X]

Unfortunately, the forum doesn't support Cyrillic, so I can't swear in Russian 

[de Vire]

After sitting and laying on the couch for a while Alexandra certainly noticed the stiffness and soreness and general heaviness in her body as she walked out hand in hand with Cate for Round 4. The only consolation was that it seemed to her that Cate was even worse off.

They pressed their naked bodies together for a lingering kiss and Cate murmured "Show me who you are, Darling." as they separated. Alexandra smiled, that was the sort of thing Big Sasha would have said to her if she had been here. Cate was like her coach and her opponent rolled into one.

They began to circle each other warily. Was it just fatigue or was there a certain tentativeness about them? A deepening respect for their opponent perhaps? Or something else?

They drew together exchanging punches and kicks. They both felt the effort of it. Cate seemed sluggish as she advanced slowly. Alexandra saw the chance to get in a short kick to the front of the knee that she had kicked in the last round. It wasn't a telling blow but Cate gasped and it caused her to 'prop' momentarily, rendering her a 'sitter' for the hard punch to her breast that followed. But Cate walked through it to grab Alexandra's hair with both hands and throw her to the mats with herself landing on top. Cate straddled Alexandra and went to grab her hands but Alexandra knew that would be the end and her hands flew to Cate's hair and she bucked her whole body violently sideways to throw her off. Cate wound up on her back and Alexandra on her side next to her scrambling to her knees as Cate tried to rise. Alexandra reverse straddled Cate and punched down into her stomach, driving the air from her, feeling the fight drain out of her. "Give" she said quietly raising her other fist to strike again until she felt the weak tapping on her thigh.

Alexandra sat there for a moment, head bowed, gratefully sucking in air. She felt overwhelmed by what she had achieved. She had levelled the score at 2 all! And she felt this surging confidence with the feeling that maybe Cate wouldn't have much left for Round 5.

That focused her thoughts on Cate, who must be uncomfortable underneath her. She rolled off and turned to look at Cate, whose full breasts rose as, relieved of the weight on her chest, she took a deep breath. Tears trickled down her cheeks. Alexandra lay on her side next to Cate propped on her elbow as she gently brushed the hair away from her face and stroked her cheek before kissing her tenderly on her full, trembling lips. She felt this overwhelming desire for the beautiful woman she had just conquered but in a different way to what she usually felt. She felt no desire to dominate or humiliate her just to...

"I love you Sasha." whispered Cate.

"I love you Cate." Alexandra responded without thinking but knowing in that moment that it was true. She bent her head and they shared a long, gentle, beautiful kiss.

Alexandra stood and helped Cate to her feet, wrapping an arm around her waist to help her back to their sofa. The Japanese girls all stood, caught out, expecting a long session of submission sex before they had to help the two Western girls off the mats as they had after the previous round. They hung back however, awed by the aura of intimacy surrounding these two beautiful women who had fought each other to a standstill and found each other at the same time.

For the first time in her life, Alexandra took no notice of a glorious catfight raging right in front of her. Her attention was completely focused on Cate as they kissed, caressed and whispered to each other on the couch. They only became aware that the match had ended when Mio and Emika approached their couch in a bedraggled state assisted by the other girls.

"I don't want to do this." whispered Alexandra to Cate.

"Liar" smiled Cate "Of course you do."

"Well I do and I don't." said Alexandra, genuinely confused about her feelings.

"We have to finish this Darling. For us." said Cate standing up.

Again they drew together for a passionate kiss before they began. "Do what you have to do Sasha." whispered Cate as they separated.

[de Vire]

Alexandra was conscious that she was nearly done, the rest on the couch had helped to push back the leaden exhaustion she felt but had done nothing for the stiffness and soreness that afflicted her whole body. She had a sudden idea and thought "fuck it" - dropping to the mats and going through a series of yoga stretches. Cate laughed and copied her, matching her moves pose for pose. The audience didn't seem to mind the two beautiful naked women taking time out to stretch and flaunt their magnificent bodies. Alexandra could feel it loosening up her body and even refreshing her. When they finally stood up she felt a lot better.

But as they engaged she felt slow. Cate was also slower and her punches lacked the power of earlier in the match. After a couple of desultory skirmishes Cate blocked her punch and grabbed her hair with both hands, flinging her to the mats and landing on top of her, winding her. As Cate reared up to straddle her all she could do was claw her breasts. She felt the agony as Cate retaliated by clawing her own before seizing her wrists and pinning them.

This wasn't so bad Alexandra thought as she lay underneath Cate feeling her wet pussy on her stomach, recovering her breath from being winded. Cate was also sucking in a lot of air, content for the moment to rest on top of her and recover. It was obviously very close to the end, neither girl had much more to give. Alexandra didn't feel she had the strength to buck Cate off so she waited patiently. At this stage it seemed probable that she would lose the match but she might get one chance to pull off a reversal and she had to save all her remaining strength for it.

After what seemed like an age Cate spread her legs wider and lowered her mouth towards Alexandra's nipple. It was now or never. With both feet planted on the mats Alexandra threw herself sideways with everything she had left and Cate landed untidily on her side losing her grip on Alexandra's wrists.

Also on her side, facing Cate, Alexandra instinctively tried to knee her in the pussy but because of their relative positions couldn't quite reach it and her knee struck between Cate's upper thighs which caused her to recoil slightly. At the same moment their tangled hands locked up and Alexandra powered forward, forcing Cate onto her back and straddling her, pinning her hands to the mats.

It was clear that Cate was completely exhausted as she smiled up at Alexandra "Well done Darling!" she whispered quietly as she relaxed the grip her hands had on Alexandra's, freeing them.

Alexandra reared back and two and then three of her long fingers slid easily into Cate's pussy. When they made contact with her clitoris Cate screamed as if Alexandra was digging her nails in when she was actually massaging Cate's throbbing clit. The crowd was completely silent. Many were enthralled by the cruel smile on Alexandra's face as she tortured the magnificent woman she had vanquished.

Cate's arms flailed about weakly on the mats and her whimpering and screaming intensified as Alexandra continued to stroke her to a grand finale, when Cate gave a final blood curdling scream of "Surrender." and lay there sobbing heavily.

Alexandra slowly slid forward and sat on Cate's face. The one part of Cate's body that was still active was her tongue and Alexandra gasped and closed her eyes as it lashed her pussy. Her whole body shuddered and she screamed in ecstasy as she came in Cate's mouth. She never forgot the sense of power that flooded through her at that moment, the moment she conquered Cate.
 

[NekoKitsune]

It's hard for me to imagine. I never felt any sympathy for the girl I fought with. We never kissed or showed any respect for each other.

[Olga]

It's hard for me to imagine. I never felt any sympathy for the girl I fought with. We never kissed or showed any respect for each other.

You don't necessarily have to project this onto a fight; imagine you were running a race with a friend, or competing in a swimming race. That's rivalry, too, but it's unlikely to have sparked hatred (though, anything can happen).

[Alexandra X]

It's hard for me to imagine. I never felt any sympathy for the girl I fought with. We never kissed or showed any respect for each other.

You don't necessarily have to project this onto a fight; imagine you were running a race with a friend, or competing in a swimming race. That's rivalry, too, but it's unlikely to have sparked hatred (though, anything can happen).

It depends on the person. Some people lose at checkers or a video game and then get upset and won't talk to you for a week. I've known people like that.

[de Vire]

The other girls had helped them into their kimonos and back to the sofa where they each gratefully took a glass of ice cold champagne. Cate said something to the uniformed waitress and she returned with the bottle in an ice bucket resting in a metal stand and positioned it within easy reach where Cate had directed her. Two of the smartly dressed security guards were removing most of the mats from the fighting area, leaving only a smaller square around the sofa which the other girls sat on cross legged. Lastly the guards placed light metal bollards linked by a chain around the remaining mat area and took up positions with their backs to the wall on either side. This was the signal for the other guards to let the spectators, glasses in hand, spill onto what had been the fighting area only moments before and for more waitresses to appear with trays of food.

Alexandra marvelled at the speed and elegant sophistication of it all - she had never seen anything quite like it in the Moscow club, although it was usual there to provide vodka and caviar to the high roller spectators after the matches concluded - they had after all paid a small fortune to attend - there was a characteristic Russian clunkiness about the way it was done.

A tray of small pieces of sushi appeared between them and Alexandra suddenly realised how hungry she felt! Similar trays on low stands a few inches high were placed between the girls sitting on the mats and they ate Japanese style. Alexandra noticed that they were all drinking tea from tea sets placed on similar low stands and knew the girls would shortly be expected to circulate among the crowd. She was thankful that Cate had negotiated with the Mama-San for them to be exempted from this duty after their marathon contest. They finished the delicious sushi and it was immediately replaced by a tray of sashimi, clearly prepared by a master. Alexandra loved sashimi but had not had anything quite like this since her days working as a model. Cate had been refilling their glasses and held up the empty bottle to a waitress to be replaced. They smiled at each other, completely content and relaxed.

The Japanese girls went to mingle with the guests and Alexandra sighed and closed her eyes. When she opened them she got a shock. Someone she recognised was grinning at her from just beyond the rope. A Russian Oligarch she had seen at the club in Moscow. Next to him was a brutally attractive young brunette, his mistress no doubt. Or one of them. He beckoned her over.

"You don't have to go." said Cate.

Alexandra sighed "Actually I kind of do, it does not serve to deny men like him." and stood up. Cate also stood and took her hand. Alexandra felt a surge of gratitude towards her. They walked over. Alexandra fixed a smile on her face and greeted him in Russian.

He replied in kind "Congratulations Alexandra on your great victory over this weak English girl but she was hardly a match for you. My girl Svetlana also catfights and she will give you a much better contest." he handed her a card "I am called back to Moscow but when you return we will all get together at my dacha, yes?" Svetlana's dark eyes were boring into her own and she felt Cate's grip on her hand tighten.

Alexandra smiled and nodded "I would like that very much." and with a nod of agreement the oligarch smiled and left with his mistress in tow.

They returned to the sofa and sat sideways facing each other with a foot comfortably ensconced in each other's pussy. "He want's me to fight his mistress in a private match at his dacha." said Alexandra.

"Yeah, I got that." laughed Cate "Quite a tidy little piece isn't she? What are you going to do Darling?"

"Oh, I wouldn't mind fighting her, she is very attractive but I'll do it at the club, I won't be going to his dacha. Anyway, I don't think he realises I won't be back in Moscow for a year so it's a problem for another day. He'll almost certainly have a new mistress by then." laughed Alexandra.

Cate could tell that Alexandra was making light of the incident and was frightened of the man with the cruel eyes.

"Sasha Darling, I think that, after tonight, you'll never have to go back to Moscow if you don't want to - they went crazy for us and I think the tips will be very generous." Cate said.

Alexandra started and asked incredulously "Really? That much?"

"Yes. We'll find out at the reckoning with the Mama-San at 10am on Monday. I think you'll be very pleasantly surprised." said Cate smiling. 

The last guests finally departed and they thankfully took the lift up to their attic rooms. They lay down next to each other and kissed and talked quietly but were both asleep within a minute.

[de Vire]

They slept in the next day, which was a Sunday, until well after noon. They helped themselves to food that had been brought up to the mini kitchen and took a leisurely and sensuous shower together before going back to bed and alternately making love and napping for the rest of the day.

At 10am on Monday they entered the Mama-San's office. Unusually it was all smiles as the Mama-San served them tea and pushed some bank statements towards them. Alexandra was trying to convert the final figure to roubles in her head but the number seemed impossibly high. She looked at Cate who nodded slowly. They kept their expressions impassive as they had agreed beforehand. "This all seems to be in order." said Cate finally and the Mama-San pushed envelopes containing cheques towards them.

They left the club as arranged and Cate took her to her bank. Alexandra looked at the exchange rates on a display board and her knees nearly buckled as she realised her earlier calculation had been correct, she was receiving a staggering amount of money!

Cate introduced her to the manager who opened an account and arranged to transfer some money to her account in Moscow once the Mama-San's cheque had cleared. They passed into the secure area and Cate showed her how to access her safety deposit box using her keys. Cate removed her passport, return plane ticket and other documents from the box and in went Alexandra's documents in their place. "You can't trust the Mama-San." Cate said quietly as she handed her the keys "Make sure you keep anything valuable or important in here, not at the club. If you need to leave the country early for whatever reason you don't want to find your passport has gone missing."

"But...she must have paid us fairly...she even gave us the bank statements with all the transactions..." Alexandra tailed off helplessly.

"Only because I caught her cheating me once and I've insisted on the actual statements ever since." said Cate hotly "She wouldn't dare try to cheat while I'm still here to embarrass her in front of you though. You are now the goose who will lay golden eggs for her which gives you a certain amount of power but you'll still need to watch her like a hawk. Also, she must have made an absolute fortune out of us last night: going by the tips, her rake off from the betting alone must have been huge so she can afford to be honest this time."

"So the tips were more than even you were expecting?" Alexandra asked shrewdly.

"Oh Darling" said Cate "I've never seen anything like it but I feel we definitely earned it. I have no doubt that the Mama-San is already trying to work out how she can get Keiko back earlier so she can match her against you."

They had lunch and waded through the myriad proposals of marriage and other offers that the Mama-San had passed on along with their cheques.

They spent every moment of the next week together before Alexandra accompanied Cate to the airport for her trip home. At the counter Cate, figuring she could afford to treat herself, enquired about upgrading her ticket only to find it had already been done "Your friend put in a staff request." explained the man on the counter.

"I sent Diana a text." laughed Alexandra at Cate's confusion.

"And here are two passes to the lounge." said the man handing them over.

They sat in a secluded corner of the lounge discreetly kissing and enjoying the top shelf liquor on offer, Scotch for Cate and Vodka for Alexandra.

"Here's something for you Darling" said Cate handing her an embossed envelope.

Alexandra opened it carefully and read the folded card inside "Your Wedding!" she choked "You want me to come?"

Cate kissed her "Well actually, I want you to be my Maid of Honour. You see Darling there is no woman in the world I feel closer to."

"For me the same." said Alexandra quietly.

[Olga]

A wonderful story. But I'm afraid you're mistaken about the vodka in Moscow clubs. Vodka is drunk by the proletariat, while the rich prefer expensive whiskeys. As for vodka and caviar, this is more of an old tradition; such a treat might be offered to some influential person, for example, a politician.
Yes, some fairly well-known politicians in Russia, members of the State Duma, were frequent guests at closed parties with topless female fights.

[Alexandra X]

I prefer vodka to other strong drinks.